Chaotic Silence
Inspire me....
Even as I attempt this
Iambic nonsense
How can silence,
Emanate from chaos:
It's direct opposite?
A pure contradiction of concept...
Crashing, cascading.......
In a metaphoric ambiance of emotions,
Anger infused like an avalanche of retribution...
Unstable, fluctuating and unpredictable
Just like when the Centre cannot hold
Shhhhhhhhhh.........
There is a silent voice saying
Be still............
Chaotic, disorganised, shambolic and in a condition of total disarray.
Mesmerised, enthralled, spellbound or hypnotised.....
Kush-in, drunk-in, high on some pills of ecstasy, while you chill in cloud nine or
In a state of total mental confusion,
Like when the Falcon cannot hear the Falconer
Shhhhhhhhhhhh...
Listen,
To that silent voice saying
Be still......
When things fall apart
Hold the centre.....
Don't allow an avalanche free flow
Basalt, untamed and waxed......
Be inspired inspite of contradictions
Think before you act,
Ruminate before you speak
Chaos, chaos is the dance hall,
But the DJ maintains the tempo of the songs
Chaotic is the market place
Yet the trader never miss her balance
Chaotic the Arena might be
The gladiator is ever focused
Miss the general's call on the chaotic battlefield and you are gone.
Tis Iambic contradiction of sophistry,
An attempt to awaken the tiny voice of reason
That always question our silence while we are to speak
And
Our speech while we should listen.
©Chigbo S. Peter {April 2017}
Copyright © Chigbo Solomon Peter | Year Posted 2017
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